Chapter 482: Mom Doesn't Have to Worry About Me Being Late Again

After learning that this qiฤ“ was all useless, Lily. Ke Er originally planned to be quiet by himself, but then he thought that his early morning running to disturb people's dreams and then patting his ass and leaving was really a bit excessive, so he apologized to Ling Yi with a little guilt.

"Well, it's nothing, I'm already angry." Ling Yi waved his hand, in fact, people are contradictory, for example, when I first woke up, I thought that I would go to bed early tonight, but at night, I didn't want to sleep.

Of course, this can also be blamed on a type of procrastination, but it doesn't matter.

"Have you had breakfast? If not, let's go out to eat, I'll have a treat. โ€

"No, it's done."

"It's okay, I remember that there was an Italian restaurant where the breakfast was quite good, which was very in line with the taste of the Chinese people."

"Well, could it be that you want to eat it yourself, so you pulled me in by the way as compensation for disturbing people's dreams, right?"

"No, it's you who are too careful."

Suspicious?

It doesn't look like I'm too careful.

Ling Yi carefully examined the girl's face, although the other party put on a stern expression of 'it's your illusion', but the flickering gaze revealed her uneasy heart.

This guy probably doesn't lie much.

Ling Yi thought secretly, no way, there are too many flaws, and he doesn't look like a soldier from a specially trained special operations unit at all.

"Okay, since you don't want to go, then I won't force it, in short, I owe you once, on the premise of not violating organizational discipline, you can ask me anything." Lily. Cole didn't want Ling Yi to continue to delve into it, forcibly changed the topic, and gave the benefit that he couldn't refuse.

Oh yes.

Ling Yi looked at her with a slight surprise. If this is said from someone else's mouth, he doesn't believe it a hundred times, what are you kidding that there is still trust in this world? The covenant between countries can also be torn apart because of energy technology without regard for the future of millions of people, can people be above the state?

As the saying goes, there is no betrayal because the reason is not satisfied, and that reason can be money. It can also be the life of a family member, or your own life.

In short, as some great scientist said.

-- Anything is possible.

The girl is different, though.

Ling Yi was very light-hearted, and believed her almost without thinking.

I opened my mouth and wanted to say a few polite words, but I heard a shout from the living room:

"Ling Yi, your breakfast is going to be cold."

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Ling Yi's expression froze instantly, he didn't shout early or late, but shouted at this time. When it's cold, it's cold, what is the microwave used for?

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It's not just Ling Yi who can't speak, Lily. Cole was also stunned,

I was stunned for a few seconds before I reacted, there were indeed a few beautiful girls who went in before, among them was a green-haired woman, and the beauty that made people linger just on the back made her feel very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Worst. I forgot about this stubble when I patronized and talked

I don't know what the relationship between these girls and Ling Yi is.

"Can you stop looking at me with that playboy look? I'm not Dong Peng. โ€

"Ahem, sorry to interrupt."

was bluntly pierced in his inner thoughts. Lily. Cole felt very ashamed, it was true that Ling Yi's character would not do anything to play with other people's feelings, and she was a bit nosy and violated other people's privacy by guessing so wildly.

After speaking, he turned around and left without giving Ling Yi a chance to stay.

The pace is hurried, and the posture is slightly wolf-bรจi.

However, from Ling Yi's point of view, such Lily. Cole is cute on the contrary. Serious and straightforward, maybe I should really help her.

"When did I become such a bad and good person, obviously I am a mud bodhisattva and I can't protect myself."

Ling Yi shook his head, and a look of self-deprecation appeared on his face.

The dignified generals and commanders of the military regions attended the meeting in person, and this sincerity and posture can be regarded as in place. As long as some interest conditions are met, I believe that no one will not be tempted.

However, Ling Yi refused.

He would never be willing to be a knife for others.

This is not a momentary battle of will, but a decision that has been made after careful consideration.

Now he has the strength and confidence, as long as the game "GGO" is promoted and released, he will be able to make a name for himself in the world at one time and establish the supremacy of the game overlord.

What is lacking is only personal strength.

In order to survive between the Federation and the Traditionalists, it is not enough to have wealth and power, how short is a person's life, and how fragile is a person's life. Even now, Ling Yi didn't think he was invincible.

At most, he has changed from a chess piece to one of the chess players.

And behind the many chess players, there is a black hand pushing a qiฤ“.

Come to think of it, a strong person like [Fu Xing Dark] has to obey the orders of the Federation, and the power of the Federation in the dark can be seen.

"The possibility of greatly improving the strength in the short term is too low, although the power is strong, it is limited after all, and the more esoteric secret ritual has to spend a lot of time to crack the calculus, which is contrary to the original intention, it seems that we have to hurry up and complete the [first law], but what should I do, even if I know that the safe is in the bank, but which bank will open the door to the robbers?"

There's no good way to think about it.

Ling Yi rushed to school after eating, originally he planned to buy a convertible sports car, after all, in the name of 'technical property royalties', he asked for five billion federal dollars from [Silver Flag], and it was too wasteful to throw it in a bank card. But after thinking about it, a student from an ordinary family drove a luxury car to school, which was inevitably a little suspicious of swagger.

Taking a step back, this kind of pretending is too vulgar.

As a magician who was hidden in the city, Ling Yi flew most of the city with [Lightning Stone Fire] in a very low-key manner, and landed on the rooftop of the school's teaching building in a very low-key manner.

The process takes no more than five minutes in total.

More chic and efficient than driving a luxury car.

This transcendent fan is as lonely as snow.

"Mom doesn't have to worry about me being late anymore."

Ling Yi carried a shoulder bag and wandered around the corridor casually, saying that the people who crossed the Shura Field longed for a comfortable life, and the people who went to society missed the campus time, so human beings were nostalgic for the old days, but he didn't feel this way because of Mao, and he had experienced a lot of life and death tests, from the Heroic War to the death game, and even the large-scale battles where the technology tree was crooked.

Later, God will kill you.

His life was close to completion.

It doesn't matter if there is a so-called student career, a comfortable life is not what he desires.

In the words of the magic stick: your heart is full of passion, destined to be not willing to be ordinary in this life, follow the gears of fate, and miracles will be born from your hands!

Ling Yi was thinking crankily as he looked around, this was also a habit of his.

Collect environmental information wherever you go, because you can't tell when a battle will break out, and the information stored in your head is likely to come in handy, so any tactician who does it himself is a data party with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Suddenly, Ling Yi saw a wonderful scene.

At the top of the stairs, a pair of dog men and women were arguing very bloodily.

Ling Yi originally pretended not to see it, but the woman was his acquaintance, so he hid aside to watch the play with great interest.

Deter? For Mao to stop, the heroine's death is a god's work.

No, if you stop it, you won't have a good show.

Not to mention that he doesn't know exactly what happened.

(I feel that the TV and the novel are completely different versions, and I'm so drunk) (To be continued......)